Elise's Point of ViewThe loud cheering still echoed in my ear as I sway my hips to the music and make eye contact with anyone. I am mourning for something, my heart is mourning. I feel like I will burst into tears any minute right now but I managed to finish the dance without breaking down.The manager greeted me with a smile on her face. She motioned me to come to her side. I pulled the robe on my feet when I felt the coldness of the night. She patiently waited for me to come to her. When she couldn't take it anymore because I am working like a turtle, she went to me and I think it was good news. I can tell by seeing her face."As you have requested, I personally told Mr. Kristoff Lauren about what you told me and he immediately put the money down!" she giggled making the other people turn their faces to us but she doesn't care about them.She pulled me, I mean dragged me to the end of the corner of the staff room. "He's at the back. You can meet up with him. I told no one about you

Elise's Point of ViewHe must be pretty exhausted from work. I am taking a glance at him from time to time to check if he was still okay. Luckily, I was able to track our destination through GPS. I sighed heavily. I don't want to be attached to anyone anymore but I don't know why I am suddenly feeling this way toward him.My past is telling me to trust no one. I know bullets are on their way to my head but I will try to avoid that bullet from being buried deep inside me. I will escape because that's the only way to survive.Having been accused of killing someone for years is still vague to me. I didn't do it. Years ago. I was living with my foster parents. Serving them to lessen the burden I have been feeling. The guilt that they had to raise me and spend some money on me. I had to do all the jobs. I had to do it to save myself from drowning in the sea of guilt but...I don't know what happened. I don't know how it ended up with blood swimming on the floor. I don't know how it happ

Elise's Point of View"You must be joking right now," I said. I couldn't collect myself from what he said. Out of nowhere, why did he say those words? It is not even hot but I am trying to fan myself using my hands. It's just unbelievable. His face tells me he is serious about it and I wanted to run right now. I wanted to hide from him. I wanted to disappear. What is happening?"I am serious...""But..." I couldn't even construct a sentence. I couldn't tell him directly that even though I liked him, it is not going any deeper than liking, admiring, or what you call it. "I said, I'm up for hook up, Mr. Lauren, but I don't want a relationship with my client," I said, trying to explain to him what I have always wanted from the start.I couldn't find any other words to explain things to him and just straight said what I wanted to say because he knows it and he agreed."I understand and I know. Jared will process the payment for you on this vacation. I shall take my leave."What? After sa